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Published on Nov 27, 2009
Thinking of your private future You snatched at the trees In the starry dark green sleep Thinking of your private future You think at the river and set it flowing A late fog's lifting a fast wind's rising So you turn to reflect on your brief life Session slip
Thinking of your private future Cut by the scars of timeless coming back Realize the unreachable is nothing Cool winds wash down your hope and you slipped Cool winds wash down your hope and you slipped
God's good to the humble As the devil is to fools Stop looking back in anger Cause you can't change the rules Believe in where you're going But don't lose your yesterdays To terrify to cry its true Your life is just a game
So I need a million dollars To sit on mountain tops To see the stars surround you Is to see an awful lot I see the work of sinners I see the work of saints So I see the work of everyone That's ever ever been
Sleep without reason Your laughing masks your love You've got so many scars How does it feel deep in your heart?
Cause when the covers blown over It'll crack up your skin So now you're drowning your sorrows In whiskey and sin
Live the life you love In the god you trust And don't take it all to seriously